Impact (3)
The bat team's lightning strike caused huge losses to the skeletons at once.
Under Rhodes's orders, nearly a hundred members of the bat team came out of various hidden places in an instant, without saying a word, using their abilities and rushing into the skeleton army.
For a time, fireballs, wind blades, and earth whirlwinds were endless, and some special abilities were entrained in them. When they were deployed, a large number of skeletons were destroyed.
Seeing this scene, Lin Wei showed a triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth. With a wave of his hand, the bone dragon, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed towards the supernatural beings.
"Oh..."
A skeletal dragon rushed up, and several abilities of the abilities suddenly cast their abilities together. The big fireball, wind blade, and even bullets all rushed towards such a huge monster, but after the attack, everyone was dumbfounded.
The bone dragon is still majestic and majestic, their most proud ability, except for blackening a white bone, or cutting off a piece of bone scum! There is no impression of the bone dragon's damage at all.
But Bone Dragon will not accompany them in a daze. The two huge leg bones stepped forward, and between twisting, the huge bone tail swept a piece, whether it was a supernatural person or an obstruction, under the powerful force of the bone dragon, it was swept away like a rotten piece.
Suddenly, nearly a hundred supernaturalists who rushed out lost more than half! !
Seeing this, the top Americans were dumbfounded, and other countries and organizations that watched lively through satellites were dumbfounded. How could such a powerful creature listen to the orders of a human?
But before everyone came back to their senses, Lin Wei started.
Holding the authority of the undead, standing on Qiqi, looking coldly at the skeletons and humans that fell from time to time under him, Lin Wei's heart was calm, although the trace of wisdom he maintained let Lin Wei know that most of his cold-bloodedness was affected by peace. Di’s influence, but Lin Wei is not helpless in his heart. He does have a trace of cold-bloodedness. This is the heart depression that has been accumulated from social unfair treatment since childhood. Today, take it presumptuously once!
The authority of the undead danced, and in an instant, rows of bone spears above the sky appeared, flashing cold light and aimed at the White House.
"This trick again!!"
Seeing the appearance of the bone spear, other countries watching through satellites suddenly trembled in their hearts, and looked forwardly with their eyes widened.
"No!!" Bush's high-level government saw this scene, but their eyes widened and their hearts became scared. Last time, it was this trick that claimed the lives of dozens of supernatural beings at a time, and in the end even the corpse capital was not left behind. . This time, is the White House also doomed?
"Quickly, inform that bastard, we want to negotiate." No longer able to keep calm, Bush screamed.
"Great man Lin, great man Lin, we want peace talks." The diplomat who had long been scared suddenly jumped out and shouted.
"Peace talk!!"
All countries were stunned, and the United States took the initiative to admit its mistakes! ! It actually asked for negotiations. Since becoming a superpower, the United States has not done anything like this! !
"Peace talks!!" Lin Wei smiled slightly, just waiting for your words.
"Qiqi, let's go down." Lin Wei said softly.
"Uuuuu..."
Screaming, Qiqi flapped his wings and quickly fell down.
At this moment, the gunshots on the ground stopped suddenly, but every one of them subconsciously aimed at Lin Wei. In an instant, countless red light spots dangling on Lin Wei and Qiqi's body.
Lin Wei furrowed his brows and suddenly released his mental energy, surging out.
"Uh...er...er..." In a short time, the American soldiers in front of Lin Wei who aimed their guns at Lin Wei threw away their guns, their blushes and their necks were thick, and their hands tightly covered their necks. His eyes rounded, don't know what's going on?
"I don't like being pointed at with a gun. I hope it won't be an example." With a slight smile, Lin Wei seemed to be polite, holding Tiantian in his arms.
Huhu··
When Lin Wei's words fell, the American soldiers felt that they had breathed in fresh air all over again, gasping for breath one by one, looking at Lin Wei in horror.
"Sweet, uncle will take you to find the President of the United States!!" Lin Wei smiled.
"What does the president do?" Tian Tian didn't know what the president was, her eyes widened and looked puzzled.
"President, just like the principal of your school, it's fine to drink tea and play with the children every day." Lin Wei explained.
"Wow! Does he have a beard? I want to pull it." Tiantian asked hurriedly.
"Pull out his beard?" Lin Wei twisted his sweet nose amusedly: "His beard was plucked out a long time ago."
Seeing that Lin Wei was able to talk and laugh freely at this moment, leading the children to the White House, and in an instant, many countries were shocked by his strength, and bloody men would raise their fingers and shout something.
"Great man Lin!!" The American diplomat was a big fat man. At this moment, sweating, he forced a smile and looked at Lin Wei, but he was hated and depressed in his heart. This time the United States was beaten by Lin Wei and dared not use a large weapon, which made the Americans feel very wronged.
"Don't call me my lord, you are not from another world. Besides, this time it was you who said the United States wanted to arrest me. Now I am here." Lin Wei said with a wave of his hand.
"Sir, stop joking, let's go in and talk slowly." The diplomat didn't dare to call the shots, just smiled bitterly.
"Okay, I am deeply honored to have a face-to-face conversation with President Bush!" Lin Wei smiled, holding sweetness and passing away.
"Ah..." The diplomat grew his mouth wide and was a little speechless.
"Mr. President, how are you." Appearing again, Lin Wei sat on a chair, picked up two fruits and Tiantian from the table next to him, looking at the middle-aged who kept walking back and forth. Man, slowly nibbling.